The trees still stand, but they’ll soon go away
to make room for the A.D.U. that’s planned
next door. The saw incurs a short delay.
The trees still stand.

My neighbors have decided to expand
their dwelling space – of course I said okay.
I have no vote on how they use their land.

And I won’t mourn the leaves, though sparrows may.
The foliage is anything but grand.
As always change occurs, but for today
the trees still stand.

(Roundel)